kill the sun

kill the sun

A Poem by paul

why not start a war 
that can never be won

why not start
a war with the sun

why not court the end of time
fight the nighttime until it dies

why not drink up all the sea

water the burning sun
fight it til you've won

why not 
kill
the sun?

© 2010 paul


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Very nice poem like the idea.


(typo>>>til = till

Posted 14 Years Ago


Interesting piece.. love the phrasing and imagery behind this..
great descriptions and thoughts in this.
Nice write. :)

-Coral-

Posted 14 Years Ago


i like the way you think around corners

Posted 14 Years Ago


this sounds like a fight against fate , very thought provoking

Posted 14 Years Ago


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. helen keller said that people misconstrue the meaning of happiness ... it's not self gratification ... but fidelity to a worthy purpose ... if you wanna kill the sun ... go for it ... for me this is a powerful metaphor for defying and defining time ... for a poet to feel that the sun ... and the periodicity of its appearance and disappearance ... prevent him from lingering in a moment ... and staying in a specific moment of time ... is about way more than excellence with brevity ... it's about wishing for the moon ... your aspirations inspire, paul ... always ... and emms is never wrong ...


Posted 14 Years Ago


why not defy
all the why nots!

why not
sip on sunlight
and swallow
the moon?

why not
dissolve colors
and burn shades of
unseen silk?

why not?


Posted 14 Years Ago


the sun is often too insolently bright in comparison with some dark mood... but it also gives some good energy, so please... don't kill it! :o)

Posted 14 Years Ago


Cool write....makes me want to find out what will be after the end of time

Posted 14 Years Ago


it will kill us all in the end...oh the futility...i sometimes fight the night immersed in the twenty four hour a day ambience of a good time that does prejudice the shade or light as it creeps along a beer drenched carpet...your words inspire...thank you

Posted 14 Years Ago


the cold sun . . . that reigns supreme in its own sphere . . . I would take my power in my hand . . . some days . . . those others I'm not quite tall enough

Posted 14 Years Ago



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